Wandering in the Cold
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So I've learned that Shanghai is COLD, everything you buy comes in pretty bags and packaging, and I really need a tripod since most of my night pictures come out blurry due to camera shake.
Wednesday after work, David took us to the Oriental Pearl Tower, a silver and pink phallic, space needle thing built so tourists can go to the top to snap pictures. When it was built it was the tallest building in Shanghai, but it no longer. However, its views were spectacular.
We had dinner at the revolving restaurant in the tower. Ironically, they had the lights too bright to see the view out the windows. Which sucks since the food wasn't the reason to visit.
After dinner, 3 of the 4 of us were wusses and decided it was too cold to walk around outside. We had drinks at a bar along the Huangpu River, and looked at the pretty buildings on the other side.
Jet lag was in full force Wednesday so I went to bed early after spending much of the day feeling sleepy and out of it.
Yesterday I woke up very early and laid in bed pretending to be asleep until I heard the horns start up, which means its around 6. In Shanghai, I am an early riser. It's amazing how clear the horns are for the 21st floor.
I had a FABULOUS two-hour massage for not a lot of money. I'm considering staying here so I can continue to have this girl (literally) crawl around on my back and wrap my face in hot towels. Hilariously, the music in the room was Kenny G, instead of the nice soft Asian music that is usually played when getting a massage in the US. Even Kenny G couldn't dampen the relaxing joy of my massage.
We went shopping at the Chinese equivalent of Wal-Mart to get Sergio a new coat. I could've spent an hour wandering around there. I was mesmerized by the many decorative packs of tissues and the food section.
After work, we went to the Old Quarter, which is faux old. The streets are narrow, and the buildings are more of what you expect to see. They have been refinished to look like the old buildings, but aren't in fact, ancient. The main streets are popular shopping destinations where you haggle with the shopkeepers to get a bargain. My only haggling experience was fun. There is much hand waving and sighs of fake exasperation.
This weekend I hope to go to the Shanghai Museum, a Buddhist Temple and an art collective.
I think the jetlag is wearing off. I stayed up until midbnight last night and slept past my alarm. Ahh, back to normal.
So I've learned that Shanghai is COLD, everything you buy comes in pretty bags and packaging, and I really need a tripod since most of my night pictures come out blurry due to camera shake.
Wednesday after work, David took us to the Oriental Pearl Tower, a silver and pink phallic, space needle thing built so tourists can go to the top to snap pictures. When it was built it was the tallest building in Shanghai, but it no longer. However, its views were spectacular.
We had dinner at the revolving restaurant in the tower. Ironically, they had the lights too bright to see the view out the windows. Which sucks since the food wasn't the reason to visit.
After dinner, 3 of the 4 of us were wusses and decided it was too cold to walk around outside. We had drinks at a bar along the Huangpu River, and looked at the pretty buildings on the other side.
Jet lag was in full force Wednesday so I went to bed early after spending much of the day feeling sleepy and out of it.
Yesterday I woke up very early and laid in bed pretending to be asleep until I heard the horns start up, which means its around 6. In Shanghai, I am an early riser. It's amazing how clear the horns are for the 21st floor.
I had a FABULOUS two-hour massage for not a lot of money. I'm considering staying here so I can continue to have this girl (literally) crawl around on my back and wrap my face in hot towels. Hilariously, the music in the room was Kenny G, instead of the nice soft Asian music that is usually played when getting a massage in the US. Even Kenny G couldn't dampen the relaxing joy of my massage.
We went shopping at the Chinese equivalent of Wal-Mart to get Sergio a new coat. I could've spent an hour wandering around there. I was mesmerized by the many decorative packs of tissues and the food section.
After work, we went to the Old Quarter, which is faux old. The streets are narrow, and the buildings are more of what you expect to see. They have been refinished to look like the old buildings, but aren't in fact, ancient. The main streets are popular shopping destinations where you haggle with the shopkeepers to get a bargain. My only haggling experience was fun. There is much hand waving and sighs of fake exasperation.
This weekend I hope to go to the Shanghai Museum, a Buddhist Temple and an art collective.
I think the jetlag is wearing off. I stayed up until midbnight last night and slept past my alarm. Ahh, back to normal.
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